We are Unresolved
A discordant note
A work in progress
Something still missing
Wet clay on the wheel
Longing to be complete
This is the time
Between times
When all is given
Yet not all received
On our way
Moving forward
Everyday
Stopping means sinking
Sinking means drowning
Inertia is not our friend
Lord have mercy
Pull us up again
© 2013 Julie Clark
Missing pieces
To the puzzle of my life
Fall into place
Not all at once
Bur as I keep moving forward
Along the path
Laid out for me
Round the bend
The fog clears
Answers come.
The worse thing I can do
Is to stop moving
That is when
The fog gets thicker
The voices from the darkness
Grow louder
The vines begin to tangle my feet.
As I start to move again
Towards the light
Hope arises in my heart
Joy springs into a song
I laugh out loud
With each purposeful step
Here comes another piece
To the mystery of my life!
© 2012 Julie Clark
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